Monday, October 24, 2005
China Comments
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This land of ancients grows on me
Like a soft moss, damp-oozed in time,
Sad breezes churn each soul, unfree,
And sweep me over, like some tide.
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8/5/2025 3:51:57 PM # 1.0.0
A friend of mine went to China, ostensibly for a year, to teach english and four years hence he has yet to return. He fell in love. Not with any one particular person but with the country and its people. I have sent him this poem. It says better than I ever could why it is I understand his staying.